Lisa Bortiforte
She/Her
31
August 30
Camphrier Town, Kalos
Bi/Heteroromantic
Bioterrorist
Underboss
Bury me in the roses and rot; I'll come back thorned.
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Elisabeth Fiorelli
RKS: BARNABY & ELISABETH #2
POSTED ON Sept 22, 2023 0:52:46 GMT
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LOSE TO HIM OR RETREAT
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"It's... different, but similar between them. I think it's why they don't mind one another's company."[break][break]
She walked in silence for a time, witnessing the younger version of their boss as he threatened forces that neither she nor BARNABY FINCH represented in reality. Retreating felt natural. She had no desire to fight this man.[break][break]
Not this version of him, anyway.[break][break]
"One asked me to return to her what had been lost. That she would give me her gifts and bless my pilgrimage in my quest for vengeance. My vindictive spirit drew her, and it is what she fans within me still."[break][break]
A jolt of insecurity sharply cut through her at that recollection; to this deity, she was nothing but a pale imitation of what the Guardian truly wanted. How aligned were their motives in reality? Part of her feared that Tapu Fini might defy her, should she act as she desired to towards the previous Vindictive.[break][break]
Don't let your fear rule you. To be chosen is to be given purpose. [break]
"The other..." Her voice trailed off, and she stole a glance at him. Surely he knew? He had seen Wo-chien that day as it pursued her. He saw the demon for what it was. "It said we were the Scorned. That together, we were destined for more than what all the other timelines I'd glimpsed could ever imagine."[break][break]
Wo-chien had feasted on her suffering, like a Mandibuzz delighting in the scavenging of her regrets and grudges. It was a hunger that left her empty, aching with the hollowness of her own misery. Wo-chien engorged itself on her unhappiness again, and again, and again, unable to be sated.[break][break]
"They ask me to destroy, I suppose," she concluded absently. "So everything I touch dies, now, in some way."[break][break]
Maybe even the man in front of her, if she were to be honest with herself. Though she swore, in her heart of hearts, to spare him of that if she could.
[attr="class","ooc"] BARNABY FINCH[break][break] TOTAL RKS POINTS: 50 PTS[break] TOTAL CURIOS: 1
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